Nikolai Andreevich Bolkonsky
Andrei's son
Nikolushka, Nikolenka
BOOK TWO
Book Two, Part One
15 Mar: Chapter 9
Nikolai is born. His mother, Lise, dies in childbirth. A few days later, he is baptised, and the lock of his hair floats in the font. This is seen as a good omen.
Book Two, Part Two
30 Mar: Chapter 8
He has a fever, and his father and aunt are arguing about whether to give him the medicine. In the end, they give it to him.
31 Mar: Chapter 9
Prince Andrei was as glad to find the boy like that as if he had already lost him. He bent over him and, as his sister had taught him, tried with his lips whether the child was still feverish. The soft forehead was moist. Prince Andrei touched the head with his hand; even the hair was wet, so profusely had the child perspired. He was not dead: eviently the crisis was over and he was convalescent.
BOOK THREE
Book Three, Part One
Chapter 8
On his way to the western front, Andrei stops at Bald Hills and argues with his father about Mademoiselle Bourienne. He tells his son a story but finds no tenderness for Nikolushka and, without explanation, leaves him mid-story. Despite Marya imploring him to forgive and forget, Andrei leaves his family on bad terms without remorse or regret.
Book Three, Part Two
Chapter 8
Following the warning from Andrei, Nikolushka is sent to Moscow with his teacher, Dessalles.
BOOK FOUR
Book 4, Part 1
Chapter 14
Nikolushka accompanies Marya to see his father.
Chapter 15
Andrei kisses him, not knowing what to say to him.
Prince Andrei’s little son was seven. He could scarcely read, and knew nothing. After that day he lived through many things, gaining knowledge, observation, and experience, but had he possessed all the faculties he afterwards acquired, he could not have had a better or more profound understanding of the meaning of the scene he had witnessed between his father, Marya, and Natasha, than he had then. He understood it completely, and leaving the room without crying, went silently up to Natasha who had come out with him and looked shyly at her with his beautiful, thoughtful eyes, then his uplifted, rosy upper lip trembled and leaning his head against her he began to cry.